finish emptying the water. Grabbing some rags, I bent down to soak up the water that had splashed onto the floor. It was a messy process, but in the winter, a necessary one. Waves of nausea suddenly rolled through me. Before I knew what had even hit me, I started heaving. “Oh, God!” Both guys made it to my side before I spewed all over the floor. Gray held my hair back while Ky patted my back.
My head spun. I didn’t know who was saying what. Someone asked if I was okay and what had happened. Ky grabbed me up and carried me to my bed. Gray brought in a glass of water and a hair tie.
I was okay. My stomach actually felt better now that it was empty. I sipped the water and tried to stop shaking. I never got sick. Ever. And I definitely never vomited. What if I had contracted some sort of disease from the Greaters in Olympus. I spent a few weeks there and had been home for another.
It turns out that Gray didn’t have much to do. All the Lessers were taking full advantage of their day off. He wanted to stick around, but Ky needed to rest and now that I had gotten sick, I wanted to rest, too. Reluctantly, he left. I watched him walk the hill and disappear into a thick flurry of snow.
Walking out the door while Abby was getting ready to bathe was the second hardest thing I’d ever had to do. Watching her choose Crew had definitely been the worst. I’d met with Councilman Stephens and sent the comm to Senn about hacking into the live feed that would be broadcast to and from Orchard tonight.
King Cole was an idiot. He was so arrogant that he wanted Greaters to see how even the Lessers were excited for his son’s marriage. Truthfully, we couldn’t care less. We just wanted our girls back, wanted to be treated like human beings, like equals. If it took dying, so be it. We would make this happen.
Stephens thought Abby’s idea was brilliant and called her a brave revolutionary. That was just before he told me she was likely pregnant. I guess Olympus had filled the Council in on that little fact when they figured out she was back in Orchard. I confirmed by showing him the comm that I’d received just after Abby had come back home.
I think Stephen saw an opportunity in having Abby back in the village. The Greaters needed her and the village needed leverage. The problem with Stephens, hell, the problem with anyone in a position of power, is that just a tiny taste of power just makes them want more of it. Power becomes greed and nothing is ever enough to satisfy that type of hunger. Stephens was definitely getting an appetite.
When I walked back into the house and saw Gray helping Abby, I saw red. Crazy jealous isn’t green. It’s the crimson color of another man’s blood. No way another Greater bastard was going to take her away from me. Not that she was really mine. She’d made that more than clear lately. We needed time, away from everything, just her and me. Just us. Then she’d see.
When she vomited, I knew Stephens was right. She was pregnant, barely a few weeks along, but definitely carrying a child. It wouldn’t be long before she figured that out, and when she did, I wanted to be sure to be the man waiting there to take care of her and the baby.
I just had to figure out a way to keep her safe tonight when they dragged her out of here. I curled up with her in my arms. As kids, we would nap together every afternoon. But the easier days of childhood were gone. She was the only one I wanted to hold onto for the rest of my life.
An idea popped into my head. I had to get to Paige. I slipped my arm out from underneath Abby’s head and snuck quietly out the cabin door.
It was almost sundown. We were to dress as nicely as possible, but appropriately for the weather, which was currently freezing. Ky and I bundled up in layers and donned the best coats we owned. I had borrowed Kyan’s mother’s coat. She was ill and couldn’t go to the big party. He smiled as I fastened the last
My head spun. I didn’t know who was saying what. Someone asked if I was okay and what had happened. Ky grabbed me up and carried me to my bed. Gray brought in a glass of water and a hair tie.
I was okay. My stomach actually felt better now that it was empty. I sipped the water and tried to stop shaking. I never got sick. Ever. And I definitely never vomited. What if I had contracted some sort of disease from the Greaters in Olympus. I spent a few weeks there and had been home for another.
It turns out that Gray didn’t have much to do. All the Lessers were taking full advantage of their day off. He wanted to stick around, but Ky needed to rest and now that I had gotten sick, I wanted to rest, too. Reluctantly, he left. I watched him walk the hill and disappear into a thick flurry of snow.
Walking out the door while Abby was getting ready to bathe was the second hardest thing I’d ever had to do. Watching her choose Crew had definitely been the worst. I’d met with Councilman Stephens and sent the comm to Senn about hacking into the live feed that would be broadcast to and from Orchard tonight.
King Cole was an idiot. He was so arrogant that he wanted Greaters to see how even the Lessers were excited for his son’s marriage. Truthfully, we couldn’t care less. We just wanted our girls back, wanted to be treated like human beings, like equals. If it took dying, so be it. We would make this happen.
Stephens thought Abby’s idea was brilliant and called her a brave revolutionary. That was just before he told me she was likely pregnant. I guess Olympus had filled the Council in on that little fact when they figured out she was back in Orchard. I confirmed by showing him the comm that I’d received just after Abby had come back home.
I think Stephen saw an opportunity in having Abby back in the village. The Greaters needed her and the village needed leverage. The problem with Stephens, hell, the problem with anyone in a position of power, is that just a tiny taste of power just makes them want more of it. Power becomes greed and nothing is ever enough to satisfy that type of hunger. Stephens was definitely getting an appetite.
When I walked back into the house and saw Gray helping Abby, I saw red. Crazy jealous isn’t green. It’s the crimson color of another man’s blood. No way another Greater bastard was going to take her away from me. Not that she was really mine. She’d made that more than clear lately. We needed time, away from everything, just her and me. Just us. Then she’d see.
When she vomited, I knew Stephens was right. She was pregnant, barely a few weeks along, but definitely carrying a child. It wouldn’t be long before she figured that out, and when she did, I wanted to be sure to be the man waiting there to take care of her and the baby.
I just had to figure out a way to keep her safe tonight when they dragged her out of here. I curled up with her in my arms. As kids, we would nap together every afternoon. But the easier days of childhood were gone. She was the only one I wanted to hold onto for the rest of my life.
An idea popped into my head. I had to get to Paige. I slipped my arm out from underneath Abby’s head and snuck quietly out the cabin door.
It was almost sundown. We were to dress as nicely as possible, but appropriately for the weather, which was currently freezing. Ky and I bundled up in layers and donned the best coats we owned. I had borrowed Kyan’s mother’s coat. She was ill and couldn’t go to the big party. He smiled as I fastened the last
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